I am Poetry

May 28, 2011
By Narene_baby SILVER, Scappoose, Oregon
Narene_baby SILVER, Scappoose, Oregon
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The sound
Of my pen
Hitting the paper
As if my hand is a feather
With the wind
Sweeping away
The scrapes and erases
My mind going off with ideas
Also thoughts and feelings
Biting my lip
As I read it over and over again
My mind filling up with Love Hatred Happiness Sadness And more
I feel as if I am in my poems
Diving and dodging the words
As I walk through my forest
Of thoughts and feelings
I find myself standing there
My life before my eyes
How I love poetry so much
It’s just me
And I am poetry

The author's comments:
This piece mean the world to me.

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on Nov. 2 2011 at 6:03 pm
mattisonteeter GOLD, Los Angeles, California
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I can feel you're emotion in this one.I loved the  line "as i walk through my forest..." It's beautiful Keep writing!

on Oct. 21 2011 at 7:16 am
Eshshah PLATINUM, Galloway, New Jersey
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Favorite Quote:
"The woods are lovely, dark and deep. But I have promises to keep, and miles to go before I sleep." -Robert Frost

so pretty! I love that it doesn't seem to have a beat, it makes it feel natural. 


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